After the middle-aged Talisman Master took it over, his face was solemn and he wrote cautiously. However, this time he successfully completed his part and successfully passed it on to the next Talisman Master.
The following talisman masters successfully passed over and unknowingly returned to Situ Shaomei's hands. She pondered for a moment and deliberately made things difficult again, but this time after slightly changing it, the auxiliary line drawn by Han Feng was But it suddenly dimmed, and in an instant, the entire Fulu chain reaction began. Every section of the route began to darken, and finally collapsed completely, and she ended in failure.
"You..." Situ Shaomei suddenly turned around and looked at Han Feng, her face turned red, and she felt a sense of embarrassment. She pointed at him and was speechless for a long time.
"Junior sister Situ, why are you pointing at me? It seems that I am the first subordinate to you." Han Feng said pretending to be innocent.
"Hmph!" Situ Shaomei snorted coldly, took out ten spiritual stones and placed them on the table.
Her superior was also a woman, about thirty years old and quite dignified in appearance. She immediately thanked her and accepted her spirit stone with a smile.
Situ Shaomei slowly calmed down and took out a piece of copper-colored talisman paper. His expression became focused and devoted, and he started drawing, finishing it in one go. After a while, he completed his part and handed it over to Han Feng.
Han Feng swept away his soul power and found that Situ Shaomei didn't follow the conventional way of drawing the fireball talisman at all, and almost created a talisman path of his own. He couldn't help but look at her, but he didn't feel embarrassed and immediately followed the talisman. According to the law of force fluctuation, she lifted the pen and pulled down, and she also completed her part in one go, and even went to the next level to perfect the beginning of her own creation.
Situ Shaomei had been staring at Han Feng with all her soul. Seeing this, she opened her mouth and remained silent for a long time.
But when it was the turn of the middle-aged talisman master, he had a sad face. He couldn't grasp the rhythm of the fluctuation of the talisman's power, so he had to follow the trend. But halfway through, the power of the talisman suddenly changed, and the whole talisman made a soft snap. Ring, actually spontaneously ignited, and he ended in failure.
"Sure enough, a new generation has replaced the old ones. I'm convinced!" The middle-aged man sighed, took out ten low-grade spiritual stones and gave them to Han Feng. He suddenly stood up, clasped his fists in front of everyone and said, "I have something else to do, so I'll leave first. Done!" After saying that, he turned around and left regardless of other people's looks.
"Well, Senior Brother Sun seems a little angry. Should we continue like this?" the dignified woman in her early thirties asked.
"Of course!" Situ Shaomei said decisively.
"It doesn't matter, it's still early in the night, let's play for a while, I haven't even broken my fast yet, hehe!" A young man in purple sitting at the front of the man in red said with a smile.
"Then let's continue, it's my turn to start." The man in red nodded and said to everyone.
As he said that, he took out another piece of copper-colored talisman paper, picked up the pen and started to follow the usual talisman path, but this time it was not the fireball talisman, but the ground thorn talisman.
Then the five talisman masters successfully completed their parts, and it was Situ Shaomei's turn to draw the talisman. This time she no longer changed the talisman path without authorization, but completed her part in a disciplined manner, and soon handed it over to Han Feng.
Han Feng took a look and saw that there was no trap. Naturally, he didn't bother to deliberately make things difficult for others. He also extended along the Fu Road, and soon transferred to the man in red.
The man in red chuckled, but this time he took the initiative. With a turn of his wrist, the talisman's path suddenly changed. The talisman's power suddenly became violent and fluctuated, but it did not collapse. He handed it over to the young man in purple who was next to him. , the boy in purple immediately started writing with a sad face, but he did not fail. He stabilized the entire talisman path and handed it over to the next talisman master.
This Talisman Master was also an older man with a beard. As soon as he started writing, the power of the entire Talisman suddenly changed, and then quickly dissipated. He sighed and took out ten low-grade spiritual stones for Ziyi. juvenile.
"Hey, it's finally time to break the fast!" The boy in purple smiled proudly.
The bearded talisman master calmed down, took out a piece of copper-colored talisman paper, and no longer drew the ground thorn talisman, but the wooden stake talisman. As soon as he came up, he changed the regular talisman path, trying to earn back the lost spiritual stones.
But his next talisman master did not give him this chance, successfully cracked it, and handed it over to the dignified woman. The dignified woman tried her best to stabilize the situation and gave the hot taro to Situ Shaomei.
Situ Shaomei snorted and unleashed his spirit power. After a few sketches, he controlled the power of the runaway wild horse and immediately set two traps for Han Feng.
After Han Feng took it over, his face remained calm, as if the trap set by Situ Shaomei had disappeared. With three strokes, the entire path of the talisman was rounded off and handed over to the man in red smoothly.
The man in red laughed, gave Han Feng a meaningful look, and then wrote skillfully, making the transition easily.
Because the entire path of the talisman was rounded by Han Feng's three strokes, the talisman became extremely docile, but also very fragile. The rest of the characters had to draw along the flow, not daring to make any changes without authorization. In the hands of Situ Shaomei.
Situ Shaomei was already holding her breath when she saw that the move just now failed to succeed. Although she knew that it was not appropriate to modify it at this moment, out of her own anger and confidence in herself, she chose to change the path of the talisman. Everything was normal, but when she was about to finish, the strokes that Han Feng had drawn before suddenly dimmed, and the trap she had set before suddenly erupted, and the power of the talisman fluctuated violently, causing the entire talisman to collapse in an instant.
The dignified woman immediately became happy, looked at Situ Shaomei with a smile, and said with a smile: "Junior Sister Situ, I accept the concession!"
Situ Shaomeiyu's face turned red, her towering breasts moved up and down, and she was obviously very angry. She completely shot herself in the foot, which made her extremely depressed. She angrily took out ten low-grade spiritual stones and gave them to him.
Situ Shaomei took a deep breath, took out a piece of talisman paper, drew the beginning of the water bullet talisman, and handed it to Han Feng. This time she did not dare to mess around again.
Han Feng's expression remained unchanged, and he casually handed over to the man in red. The man in red successfully completed the handover, and then returned to Situ Shaomei's hand after a while. To complete it, who would have expected that one of the branch lines would slowly split into two, and the power of the talisman immediately became restless. There was a buzzing sound, and the entire talisman flashed with violent spiritual light fluctuations. In the blink of an eye, it was annihilated and completely scrapped.
Situ Shaomei's face suddenly turned livid, and she suddenly turned her head to look at Han Feng. The branch line that suddenly differentiated just now was drawn by Han Feng before, but he didn't expect it to be so deep.
"Haha, Junior Sister Situ, I have given in again!" the dignified woman said happily.
Situ Shaomei snorted, stood up suddenly, took out ten low-grade spiritual stones and gave them to her, glared at Han Feng fiercely, turned and left.
